The priest of Wuyu looked solemn: "This thing is a sacred object left to us by the barbarian god, and it has the effect of protecting the body when worn on the body, and it is now distributed to the three of you." ”

In order to ensure the best possible victory, the priest of the black tree took out the inheritance artifact and gave it to them to use.

He distributed them one by one, one for each of the first two dead soldiers, and the last one for handing over.

However, he didn't give Xia Qingchen, but to the black ghost!

Wu Xiangtian raised his eyebrows: "Dad, what are you doing for your cousin?

The priest glared at him, "Do you think anyone is as useless as you?"

Well?

Everyone couldn't help but be surprised, the martial arts fight was life-threatening, and the black ghost was willing to participate in it himself?

The priest turned to look at the black ghost, with a ashamed face, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Ghost nephew, when the family is in the rise and fall, you took the initiative to stand up and risk your life to break a future for the family, please allow me to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the Wuyu tribe." ”

It turned out that an hour ago, the black ghost found the priest of Wu Yu and expressed his willingness to fight.

Because Xia Qingchen's potential is being overdrawn, no one dares to guarantee whether he will be able to play alive, so the black ghost lives and is willing to fight for the family.

This remark really moved the priest of Wuyu, and he decided to take out the divine stone that had been enshrined for thousands of years, and he couldn't let the black ghost die no matter what.

The black ghost said with great righteousness: "I am a member of the Wuyu tribe, fighting for the Wuyu tribe, even if I am really in danger this time, I have no regrets!"

Priest Wu Yu was extremely moved, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Good nephew, if you can come back alive this time, the fiefdom of Heishui Mountain will be given to you in half!"

That means that he may have to pass on the tribe of the priests to his son and nephew.

The black ghost was secretly excited, and he was right.

Wu Xiangtian frowned deeply: "What about Hu Yifan?"

Since there is a black ghost to participate in the war, what is the point of Xia Qingchen?

Priest Wu glanced at Hu Yifan lightly: "He will be used as a substitute for the time being, just in case." ”

If the game is not over yet, the black ghost has a bad fate, at least there are people who can replace one or two.

"That's it, let's go!" Priest Wu Yan couldn't help but say, personally leading the team, and only led a few participants to the volcano outside the center.

When they arrived, both the Priest of Pear and the Priest of the Hidden Mirror had already arrived.

Xia Qingchen looked around and found that the volcano was covered with barbarian soldiers who maintained order, and there was a huge sacrificial platform, which was filled with all kinds of sacrificial livestock and demon beasts.

The three priests looked at each other, solemnly ascended the altar, and began to hold the sacred fire sacrifice.

The process was long and lengthy, Xia Qingchen glanced at the foot of the volcano, and whispered to Luo Shuixian: "You go here and join my people." ”

He secretly handed her a map, and after the martial arts, it was difficult to predict what would happen on the volcano, and Luo Shuixian should not stay for a long time.

The latter nodded, looked at the back of the black ghost life before leaving, and said to Xia Qingchen: "Childe be careful of the one called the black ghost life, he is not simple. ”

Xia Qingchen's expression was indifferent: "Oh." ”

No matter how simple it is, wasn't it injured by one of its punches and almost died?

Luo Shuixian looked uncertain and said, "When he was killing in Jiuli City, I seemed to see a dark shadow on his body, which gave people a very bad feeling. ”

Oh?

Xia Qingchen couldn't help but look at the black ghost, the black ghost, is it the barbarian art?

He nodded slightly: "Got it, go ahead!"

After he left, the three priests began their sacrifices, and one by one the sacrifices fell from the altar and fell into the fiery volcano that was ten thousand feet deep.

Xia Qingchen stood on the edge of the volcano and glanced inside, the dazzling fiery red made people unable to see the internal situation, and could only faintly peek into the magma that was about to move inside.

Xiao Tianhuo in his arms also had a strong desire for it, if he hadn't suppressed it, he was afraid that Xiao Tianhuo would have come out.

"Inside, there was a glimmer of holy fire. Xia Qingchen muttered softly.

It's just that how to go on with the waiting?

The sacrifice of the three priests was carried out in an orderly manner, and when it was carried out at the end, the three priests simultaneously took out the gifts of the barbarian gods inherited from their respective tribes.

The Priest of the Black Tree is three pieces of gravel, the Priest of the Hidden Mirror is a divine whip, and the Priest of Pear Fall is a rusty broadsword.

After the appearance of the three, it caused the internal vibration of the volcano, and a roar of hot magma burst into the sky, followed by a rolling heat wave, forcing all the people near the crater to retreat.

The three priests quickly chanted incantations in their mouths, and under the ancient and jerky barbarian incantations, the divinity in the three divine objects continued to precipitate towards the volcano.

Then, there was a thud in the volcano, and a cloud of hot magma burst out, condensing into a ten-zhang silhouette of a burning man in the sky.

It floated in mid-air, never rising, but never falling, just eerily frozen above the altar, like a man who had never woken up from a deep sleep.

The Sacred Fire Sacrifice was a success!

The fire man is the carrier of the gods summoned by the three priests.

Once the next martial arts battle can attract the barbarian god projection to come, the projection will enter the body of the fire man and talk to them.

Moreover, whichever side wins the martial arts battle will have the qualifications for dialogue, and will never change this iron rule just because Nu Tianyi is his descendant.

The three of them walked down the altar, and now everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

It's better if Nu Tianyu doesn't come, and the three tribes of them fight on their own, if they come......

"As you wished, I came. There was an indifferent chuckle from the sky, and from the direction of the central altar, eight colorful birds galloped in.

In the center is a robe, gentle and elegant slave relic, and behind the seven birds, each standing a tall barbarian wearing armor.

Surprisingly, the height of the seven barbarians, each of them was not inferior to Hao Senyu.

boom

Eight people descended and jumped down on the crater, causing the crater ground to tremble slightly.

The three priests stood side by side, looking at the smiling young man in front of them with a very solemn expression, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Nu Tianyi, you have been in charge of the barbarian army for many years, but you have made no achievements, and you have wasted the expectations of the previous generation of Lounan kings for you!" the priest accused.

The priest of Liluo said in a rough voice: "Under the rule of the cliff godless, our Lounan has developed and grown, and we could have destroyed the cool realm in one fell swoop, but you did not move, delayed again and again, and lost the courage to be a Lounan person, you are not worthy of being our king of Lounan!"

The Hidden Mirror Priest said coldly: "We are going to introduce another person who is qualified to be our king!"

Nu Tianyi smiled lightly.

A group of stupid people, he does not start a war, he is judging the situation and looking for the best time.

Unfortunately, this group of priests will not understand.

His gaze swept over the other side, and the rest of the people swept over at a glance, including the three priests.

But when he swept over Xia Qingchen, he couldn't help but freeze, his eyes showed a hint of curiosity, and he looked at it: "Who is this?"